"A scene played by His Majesty?" Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Jing suspiciously.
He felt that Li Jing was under too much pressure, so he had such an idea.
The emperor ordered a large army to arrest Zhao Chen. The entire Tang Dynasty issued a sea arrest document, sealed the palace of the Han Dynasty, broke Changsun Chong's leg, and reprimanded Empress Changsun, just to put on a show?
What kind of drama does the emperor perform like this?
Cheng Yaojin thought that Li Jing must have thought too much. He also knew Li Jing's worries, but deceiving himself and others would not solve the problem.
But at this time, he didn't want to attack Li Jing again.
It is indeed difficult for this old man in his 60s to travel far and wide for the affairs of his descendants.
"Mr. Wei, you eat first and have a good rest after eating. I will go out for inspection." Cheng Yaojin sighed secretly in his heart, and after speaking to Li Jing, he handed over and left.
Of course Li Jing knew that Cheng Yaojin didn't believe what he said and didn't care.
Now that he understood the emperor's thoughts, Li Jing felt much more relaxed.
The whole person also relaxed a lot.
Early the next morning, the army continued its journey towards Silla.
…
"Sir, Cheng Yaojin's army just spent the night thirty miles away, and then set off again the next morning."
"Except for Li Jing being scolded by the emperor for taking Zhao Chen back with his own hands, there was no other news." The young man and the old man handed over their hands and talked about the news they got this morning.
The old man frowned slightly.
He always felt that things might not be that simple. Even if the emperor hated Zhao Chen, he should not give such an order to Li Jing, an important minister of the country.
But there is nothing strange about the news coming from outside.
The army only rested briefly for one night and set off early the next morning.
Moreover, the people he sent did not catch anyone who came back from Silla.
Could it be that I am really too worried?
Or does the emperor want to borrow it?
Is this thing going to suppress a group of people?
The old man had thousands of thoughts in his heart and remained silent.
The young man sat aside and drank tea slowly without disturbing him.
Judging from the current situation, even if Zhao Chen has ten lives, he cannot escape death.
Zhao Chen has been single-handedly controlling the Tang Dynasty for these years, and now he is finally about to fall under their plan.
Once Zhao Chen fell, the emperor was left with only the ninth prince, Prince Jin.
A young prince has few people around him to help him. A little bit of trickery is enough to keep him from getting up for the rest of his life.
When the emperor gets older and there are no useful princes around him, shouldn't he and others have the final say in the Tang Dynasty?
Thinking of this, the young man's face showed excitement.
I poured myself two more cups of tea.
"Do you have anything else?" The old man heard the noise and looked over.
"No...no."
"Since there is no such thing, then go back and keep an eye on the outside of the city. Don't let the people who come back from Silla enter the city." The old man stared at the young man with sharp eyes.
"yes!"
…
Xu Shiji did not dare to delay along the way.
He was holding a letter in his hand whose content he had no idea about, and Zhao Chen specifically told him not to deliver the letter to the emperor himself.
Xu Shiji didn't understand.
Since he was asked to take the letter back, why wasn't he allowed to hand it over to the emperor?
He also asked Zhao Chen about it at first, but Zhao Chen didn't explain it and just told him to do what he wanted.
Although Xu Shiji felt strange, he didn't ask any more questions.
All the way from the royal capital of Silla
It has been more than a month since we went north and returned to the Tang Dynasty.
In another half month, he will be able to return to Chang'an.
Since entering the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Xu Shiji has seen everywhere the court issued arrest documents for Zhao Chen.
The document states that Zhao Chen proclaimed himself emperor in the capital of Silla.
This is simply nonsense.
Zhao Chen planned to build the capital of Silla as a last resort, but Xu Shiji knew that Zhao Chen had never thought about proclaiming himself emperor.
It's just that now that the imperial court's sea arrest documents have been issued, one can imagine the attitude of the officials and ministers towards Zhao Chen.
"Innkeeper, do you all believe that this King of Han is rebelling?" In the inn, Xu Shiji was eating when he suddenly heard someone asking from behind him.
"Who believes this? If you go to the city and ask, no one will believe it."
"But there is nothing we can do. What can we little people do?" The shopkeeper shook his head.
The other guests didn't say anything either. It seemed that they were already used to this matter. Many people must have asked this question before.
"I heard that the imperial army is coming to our town soon. Your Highness, the King of Han, has done so much for me. I didn't expect that I would be dealt with by my own people now." The shopkeeper suddenly said again.
"The shopkeeper said that the imperial army is coming here soon?" Xu Shiji looked at the shopkeeper.
"Yes, the army set out from Chang'an five days ago. Although the speed is not fast every day, it will definitely be here tomorrow." The shopkeeper came over and said to Xu Shiji.
"Shopkeeper, please help me get another room. I'll rest here tonight." Xu Shiji took out the money and handed it to the shopkeeper.
"Okay, guest, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper suddenly beamed.
He has nothing to do or control about national affairs, but if guests stay in the hotel, he will make money.
Hurry and prepare for Xu Shiji
Room.
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It was already the sixth day that the imperial army left Chang'an, and they were marching at an exact pace of fifty miles a day.
Not faster, not slower.
But even so, they are still three hundred miles away from the capital.
Cheng Yaojin stationed the army outside the city, while he and Li Jing went into the city to rest and change their tastes in the city.
No matter how good the food in the army is, it is definitely not as good as the food in a restaurant.
The two of them were dressed in casual clothes. They had just entered the city and found a restaurant along the street to sit down.
When the food and drinks were served, before the two of them even touched their chopsticks, a familiar face appeared in front of them.
"Xu..." Cheng Yaojin was so shocked that he almost screamed.
When Li Jing saw Xu Shiji, he was also stunned.
Then the two of them asked the restaurant manager to move them to a quieter place.
"Commander Xu, why are you... back?"
"Where is the King of Han? How is he? Also, what does he mean?"
"Did you do those things in Silla?"
Cheng Yaojin asked several questions in succession, and Xu Shiji didn't know how to answer them for a while.
Li Jing grabbed Cheng Yaojin and looked at Xu Shiji: "Old Taoist priest, why are you here?"
"Yes, yes, why are you here?" Cheng Yaojin also nodded repeatedly.
"I came back from the capital of Silla on the orders of His Highness," Xu Shiji said in a low voice.
"What is going on with Your Highness? Is he really in the capital of Silla..."
"How is that possible?" Xu Shiji interrupted Cheng Yaojin's doubts.
"Others don't know His Highness, so don't you know His Highness's temperament?"
"How could he be independent in the capital of Silla?" Xu Shiji interrupted Cheng Yaojin.